Hannah looked at her clock as everything came into focus. It was 7:23am, almost time for school. She rolled over and closed her eyes again. Even though it was the first day of school, she was very tired and out of it. Hannah began to dream about the horrors of last year's school year. She didn't like the kids very much, they were assholes and they were too f...
I hate days when I run late, forgetting half of what I was supposed to grab as I run out the door. It was one of those days; I grabbed the costume and had to run back for the sewing kit. I forgot the measurement sheets, had to turn back around to go get them and then remembered while I was there that the cast list wasn't in my bag. Chaos where there should b...
We’re going to that party in the financial district tonight, that benefit she was so happy to get tickets for. And I’m at home this afternoon, reading as usual. Yet I cannot wait to see her. It’ll be our first New Year’s Eve together, and I’m hoping tonight’s event doesn’t take up all our time. I want much more than to have to steal a kiss from her in some s...
(Those readers who have read Lady Belinda will know how she lost her virginity in a rape whilst at college by Oxford undergraduates and how her interest in sex was rekindled by Johnnie, a theatre director, in the back of her Merc. Her friend Lois had confessed her interest in the guy and Bel decided to do her a favour.) Belinda couldn't remember when she fi...
Was it the incomprehensible accent or her really big boobs? Kelly meets a curious woman who asks pointed questions. There are other stories about Kelly, but each one can be read independently. Please read those too if you enjoy this one. I have started writing a couple of others and will post them, should readers continue to like reading about her experienc...
"Taxi! Taxi!" Sabrina Kelley waved her hand furiously as the icy Manhattan wind whipped through and around her bones. The New York skyline was rapidly approaching dusk and the evening forecast predicted a heavy round of snowfall in just a matter of hours. Though there was no one there to greet her or make her feel at home, Sabrina desperately wanted to ma...
Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It had been a long and tiring week at work and Xanthe was looking forward to the weekend, for more than on...
I like to thank ash_phoenix for all of her hard work editing my story. ***** My name is Stacy, and I am a freshman in college. I am originally from Jonesboro, Arkansas. It was a good sized town by our standard, yet tiny to others. I always wanted to be an actress and was bitten by the bug at a young age (when I had to sing, "Itsy bitsy spider" at a school...
One of the advantages of working as an usher is that you get to know everything about your theatre. All the labyrinthine nooks are yours to explore, and before long you find that you have a power over the building to move through it like a spectre. I had been working part time at the symphony for some weeks now and I was coming and going as I pleased. Nights...
The theatre was dark Sunday-Tuesday. So, I had a chance to get school work caught up. I also took time to hang out with some friends. I had been so busy with the play, and with my tutoring sessions, that I hadn't had time to just hang out in quite awhile. It was great catching up. Wednesday night, the show started for the second weekend run. I looked forwar...